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An Amish Second Christmas Miracle: Amish Miracles Series, #1
An Amish Second Christmas Miracle: Amish Miracles Series, #1
An Amish Second Christmas Miracle: Amish Miracles Series, #1
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An Amish Second Christmas Miracle: Amish Miracles Series, #1

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`Twas the dawn of Second Christmas...

Mary Stoltzfus couldn't help being little, and Stumpy couldn't help being a dog. It was like they both didn't matter. But when their family faces mortal peril on a Second Christmas journey, will these two unlikely heroes, with Gott's help, have what it takes to make a miracle? Find out in An Amish Second Christmas Miracle by Ruth Price.

An Amish Second Christmas Miracle is a delightful story meant to be savored over the course of an evening. This long short story is a complete tale, guaranteed to bring the joy of Christmas (and Second Christmas) to your heart and leave you smiling through the final page.

If you love a sweet Amish Christmas story of love, faith, and family, start reading An Amish Christmas Miracle now!

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Release dateOct 27, 2017
ISBN9781386827238
An Amish Second Christmas Miracle: Amish Miracles Series, #1

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    An Amish Second Christmas Miracle - Ruth Price

    AN AMISH SECOND CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

    AMISH MIRACLES SERIES

    RUTH PRICE

    Copyright © 2017 Ruth Price

    All rights reserved.

    ISBN-13: 978-1979223508

    ISBN-10: 1979223505

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    AN AMISH SECOND CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

    AN AMISH COUNTRY CHRISTMAS CAROL

    ENJOY THIS BOOK? You can make a big difference

    ALSO BY RUTH PRICE

    AKNOWLEDGEMENTS

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    AN AMISH SECOND CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

    ‘Twas the dawn of Second Christmas,

    and through the Amish homestead,

    lingered smells of sweet cinnamon

    and hot homemade bread.

    With a hustle and bustle,

    Mamm and Daed dashed to pack

    food and gifts for Aunt Susie

    and dear Uncle Jack.

    But one little child,

    slept snug in her bed,

    forgotten as dawn’s rays

    touched her sleep tousled head.

    SOMETHING WET AND ROUGH rubbed against Mary Stoltzfus’s cheek. Sleepily, she wiped at her face. Huh?

    Stumpy barked, his tail thumping against the thick Amish quilt. The room was cool and smelled faintly of kerosene. If it was nighttime, her sister Esther would still be snoring. But she wasn’t.

    What time is—? Mary’s eyes popped open and she sat straight up, her heart overflowing with delight. It's Zwedde Grischtdaag! Second Christmas!

    At age seven, Second Christmas was the most exciting day in the world for Mary. And even better, the whole family was taking the buggy to visit Aunt Susie!

    Mary pushed the quilt aside and grabbed her heavy robe off of the bedpost. The sun was already rising, and she would have to hurry to get breakfast before they loaded up the buggy.

    As Mary stepped into the hallway, Esther dashed past, tying her apron as she jogged for the stairs. Mary! Hurry up and get dressed! We don't have much time.

    Mary nodded. The hall was dim in the light of the flickering lantern that hung from a hook on the wall between Mary's parents room at the front of the house and the stairs. Above, through the skylight, the sky had taken on a faint milky glow, dotted with snow flurries which blew over the window glass and clung to the edges of the pane in clumps of grayish white.

    Mary dashed for the bathroom with Stumpy at her heels. She had taken a full bath the day before Christmas proper, so she quickly washed in the sink, ran the wide-toothed comb awkwardly through her light brown hair and twisted it into a bun, which she pinned in place.

    A halo of frost limned the windows. She peered through the wispy oval of clear glass onto sleeping fields. Stumpy, uninterested in the fields, stood up on his two hind legs while balancing on the edge of the sink with his one front paw. His left front leg was missing. He’d been born that way, the runt of the litter, and he didn’t notice the lack. Instead, he grabbed at the brush with his teeth and threw it onto the floor with a clatter.

    Mary whirled around to see Stumpy and the brush having an epic stare down on the bathroom floor.

    Stumpy! Mary wrested the brush from his jaws. Stumpy gave a playful growl, and soon they were involved in a human versus dog game of tug-of-war. Eventually, Mary managed to wrest the brush away from him, and with a laugh, plopped down onto the bathmat. She ran the brush over Stumpy’s fur as he licked her face.

    Suddenly, a loud series of

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